Chapter 508 These past few days, heâd wasted so much time just for that one accidental glance.
Heâd been putting off a lot of stuff.
His mind seemed to be wandering elsewhere.
Every day, he waited at that intersection, hoping that she might pass by there again.
Maybe thatâs her usual route.
Every day, he watched countless cars pass back and forth.
But Jared never saw that familiar face again.
For four years, that glimmer of hope in Jaredâs heart gradually drowned in disappointment and frustration.
Maybe that person wasnât Agnes at all, just someone who looked like her, or maybe he was mistaken.
Jared felt a headache coming on.
âBook me a flight, Iâm heading back tomorrow.â
Leo was surprised, but in the end, he only said, âAlright.â
Ever since he saw that profile, Jared felt like every cell in his body was in turmoil.
All those suppressed emotions burst out all at once.
For so many years, heâs been obsessively searching for that woman, almost pathologically persistent, as if finding her became the most important thing in life.
Years of disappointment and pain piled up like a mountain.
He wished he could find that woman and kill her on the spot.
He couldnât tell if his feelings for her were love or hate.
Memories of the past cut him like a knife, from unbearable pain to a gradual numbness, but ready to burst at any moment.
Jared had had enough.
But he couldnât shake off these emotions.
It was the only thing in his life he couldnât control.
Heâs been on the edge of breaking down, the worst times felt hke his entire body was scalded by hot oil, being drained of all moisture, tough as iron on the outside but rotting inside Even the slightest touch could shatter his heart.
During those increasingly desperate days, Jared didnât know how he got through.
Maybe he didnât get through at all.
Heâs just used to the pain now.
Jaredâs fingers clenched tighter.
Agnes, you better hope I donât find you, or I wonât let you off!
Agnes seemed to have caught a cold..
She kept sneezing while packing her luggage in the evening Kearney came over tonight, heâs in the kitchen making beef burgers.
Albertâs hobby was opening fast food restaurants.
Heâs opened many fast food restaurants across the country.
But these fast food restaurants were usually closed He never asked for help.
No matter where he was, he would open a fast food restaurant there.
Kearney managed all of Albertâs business and underground industries.
So, he had the most contact with Albert.
Although he couldnât cook anything else, heâd learned how to fry Albertâs beef patties.
A juicy beef patty could beat those fancy Michelin-starred restaurants After Kearney made dinner for three, he first called Nate, then went to Agnesâs room Agnes was still sneezing non stop Kearney chuckled, âSeems like someone is missing Septima Agnes replied. âStop kidding. I feel like someone is badmouthing me Kearney walked over and asked, âDone packing? If youâre done, I can help you move your luggage to my car later, Iâll pick you up tomorrow murningâ
Agnes nodded Kearney was also heading to Willowbrook Town tomorrow, so they planned to head to the airport together